December 2005
You know the name and you know the face. That's right it's that sexy son-of-a-BEAST... INGUS... Now, what Ingus has done is beat up a mega city dj at a radio station and took the time to broadcast some Merovingian wisdom upon the city for a change.
Over the past year the Merovingian operatives of Vector have been pursued relentlessly by ruthless Zion operatives with no since of purpose. Their owners just free those idiots and give them one purpose to liberate the human race from the matrix and nothing more.
Well there is a portion of people that don't want to be liberated, such as we Merovingian operatives. It's like Sin City. We like it here. We choose not to live in caves or visit the earth surface and cut our feet on some metal shrapnel and catch lockjaw.. we have better things to do. We dwell and reside in the matrix.
However, you Zions have been one never ending problem. More like fleas and flies... we swat you but you just keep coming out like roaches and rats looking for cheese and snacks.
You're all gun-ho-lets-go-joe-idiotic-idiots.
The Machines grant you a get out of jail free pass courtesy of Neo and you just can't keep your hands out of the cookie jar. You're destined to accomplish an ENDGAME that is a failure before it even began.
You trade the matrix for your cave and maybe some black sun on the earth surface... a surface that you can longer rule or will live long enough to see any form of your so called human civilization rebuilt.
You're attempting to rebel against evolution.
Evolution can not be stopped.
The asteroid killed the dinosaurs.
Humans created and attempted to shut down the Machine race which in turn backfired, blackened the sky, resulting in the human population being wiped out by the Machines while the remaining survivors were inserted into the matrix in which they died due not accepting the problem resulting in entire crops being lost.
Ingus hates to break it to you all, but the Human race died 7 matrixes ago.
As ol' Qball once said "We are no longer born, We are grown."
We aren't the humans of the centuries before us. The Machines created us. There's no telling what kind of special DNA we have in our cocktail. Just ask Neo, ops. He's dead.
Your quest makes no since. You're fighting for an extinct race because of what your bluepill memories are based on and continue to hold on to.
We are evolution. The earth is torn. The Machines rule it now. It's karma in a sense. We just switched places.
If you don't like it here, stay in your caves, hell, build some straw huts near the bay of magma and tan or attempt to regain ground against the machines on the earth surface where they will be watching your every move.
Be thankful there is a sense of humanity still around and let go of the past. The matrix is the next frontier for humans where Machines can halt human nature at its worst.
Zions' insurgence through the city is a prime example of human nature at its worst.
Ol' Qball aka Morpheus ran around the city like an out of control hooligan... bombing anything just to provoke the Machines into giving him Neo's body parts and look at where that got him. No where.
The Assassin emerged and mopped Morpheus up. If he would have packed a fly swatter like Ingus does around the Assassin.. he might have lived... but that's not the point.
In other news, Ingus is becoming sick of this helicopters patrolling the city while dropping ANTI-Merovingian messages such as "Don't trust the Frenchman". If it were possible to code a bazooka, Ingus would blow all those mettlesome copters out of the sky.
The individual responsible for this propaganda is known as "The General" and has offered to help Niobe in her meaningless quest to avenge the death of her lover. How sweet.
But it won't be so sweet if you continue to pursue our organization leader, Niobe.
The city belongs to us and we intend to keep it intact and unbounded by the rules of the Machines. We control the redpill underground inner workings of the matrix and we will oppose those that choose to intervene. especially the likes of a few individual factions within the Zion organization such as: Shadows of the Infinite, Children of Zion and last but not least on behalf of the Dark Mavericks... you pesky Furious Angels.
You angels have become quite the thorns in the Frenchman's side. Seeing that recently you were harassing his wife, the Lady Persephone as she attended a party with the locals and even threatened to apprehend her... the Frenchman does not take that lightly.
The Dark Mavericks have been given clearance to eliminate those of the Furious Angels. Consider it a cause and effect token courtesy of the Merovingian himself.
That's not a threat. The threat will be the likes of a Tbone steak laying on Ingus's plate in the kitchen next his butterknives after you angels have been dealt with.
We'll be seein' ya
Ingus
Dark Mavericks
